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Stay awhile…

Stay long
Stay your boat
Heavy
Stay the water, sinking
Stay arms, fingers
stay eyes, stay stretch
Stay open
Strech open, stay open, stretch open
Stretch open, Stay open with me
Let us not pretend that we are not doing this
We have each other awhile
And now a great feather entwined enraptured
The great hair in your head around us encircled
Around us now, let the silence be shaking and quaking
I would ask hearts to be loud enough to pound
I would ask feeling to pulse through the crackle of the air
If it is in u, if u can feel it, bring it out
We are here for a night, enchanted in chance
Enchanted for awhile for we…are your mere supplicants of joy
Let us bear the fruit of this mythical speech of our divine selves
Let us sup together, let us say , w’as up!
Let us laugh together, let us break the power mold!
Or go as far as u can go and so will I!

and that is all I shall promise
Tonight the great promises are primordial yet
The screams carry resonance into such dreams that futures could become undone and done again, respun
let the spinning be spoken
let the spoken spinning be summoned up
We are sunshine dwellers, We are callers of manifestation
We are… let our hair be our vines, be our be hands, be dripping, our mouths be agape with such words, poetry

as is the mere lava of life spewing forth from our entrails
They come back again! And bleed and soar and cry
There are only dreams and dust and love
And all that can be made to shake and mold in between us
Let it shake and mold us, let us mold each other
Let us become emulsified into a great lava of spinning cubes of words
Oh I love u
If u doubt my heart
Well doubt it all u want
And I will love u again

 

(transcription of a freestyle, recorded Feb 2018) See

 

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The BIG OPEN Mic @ SGVCC is this Friday Dec 4

SGVCC OPen MIc Dec 4The BIG OPEN Mic First Friday @ the SGVCC 

DECEMBER 4rth 

7pm – 10pm 

All Ages, FREE 

The expression of the valley needs space and life and breathe. This breathe is your own. 
For 25 years Kate Wolf’s cafe Open Mic rang loud at the SGVCC, its time to open the space again.
Music, poetry, dance, puppets, any original art is welcome. 
Let the wind roll off these hills and inspire our voices. This is an ageless space, free of judgment.  
Come to share, come to listen, gather by the fire of creation.
https://www.facebook.com/honestpuck23/videos/vb.1377468763/10208197577601958/?type=2&theater

 

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Peraltas’s melancholy word spin

sitting here in the mere ness of my self, the meagerness, the merryless ness of me,

marry me baby be, marry me by a medlar tree.

stay with me baby be, stay with me in a nook,

crawl, hands on grass, on mud, on water, crawl

like hatchlings finding the pond,

cradle me hatchling baby be, cradle my brave decent from agonies alabaster agony, cradle my fall to the mercurial delight of watching your starlight loom,

stay fast by the ready, stay fast by and by.

i speak of only seeing your body envelope mine in a shell that emits only darkness and accepts only light,

is this a daunting task? am i your taskmaster?

if so, so be it, i’ll whip you to shape- task master me,

i’ll cradle your belly, falling belly, simple belly, rub belly, here is the end of me known simply as Peralta.

a girl who stops and bends and calls, and swoops and sighs and turns.

turn me over sunshine rover, turn me over and over in our mental labia, dense and soft, supple. yield thy arrows and the crown is yours to wear. gasp. gape. grapple with significance standing up. peralta

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Glorious music of Travis Puntarelli Levity @ onG kinG Arts Center from days past

One of the best creators of song alive on planet Earth. I flew him to Oahu to partake in our Solstice Celebration. He is a parade of song of truth and mirth. Summoning incantations which honor the best in each of us.

Listen close and your spirit will be lifted.

Travis Puntarelli Levity is brilliant. Playing here at the wonderous oNG KiNg Arts Center in Hononlulu – Chinatown.

“What say you Child of God, Child of Babylon, What? We know Babylon is not a spot on the map we know Babylon is a state of mind, and we wear it on our backs and we wear it on our wrists and invoke it when we ask the time. We sit in the tree and hack at the trunk, hacking it until it falls. Goodbye old world, Hello Sunshine. The show is over come on now and turn the page, we went too far and now we go on.” Travis Puntarelli

“Thats the thing with the language, only half of its true. So when I say ‘whatever’ what I mean is let us SING!” Travis

Video includes: Battle of Avery, Ole time Religion

“What I’m trying to say, is we’re all in it together, and we’ve got to find a way. I don’t know the name of the road. But we’re all upon it, slow parade of souls.”Travis

Thanks to Mikey Wong for shooting this.